October 2010
72 posts
This post.
Is dedicated to my sriracha hot sauce hooker friend, ANGELA CHEN. (:
September 2010
25 posts
Adrian Mok is amazing
a) in bed.
b) at the saxophone.
c) at baking brownies.
d) at being my bestest friend.
1 tag
In the event of an apocalypse, don't run to my...
I just realized: I'm no good on my own. No, not...
I'm tired of laying low, let's give the world a...
If I gave you my heart, be gentle.
HELLLO 200th POST. I'LL DEDICATE THIS TO...
For backing me upp when I need some time for funnn. (:
I don't want to be like every other man you've...
Your love is worth too much to lose.
Just take my hand, and fall in love with me again....
RunningWithScissors: LET ME EXPLAIN THE MEME →
lameallure:
okay, so theres this guy in band with a REALLY deep voice.
for band practice, we’re expected to count how many steps we have to take.
one practice, no one was counting, except for mr.deepvoice.
so im standing a couple of feet in front of him, and he decides to yell
“I ONLY…
WHY ARE YOU MESSING WITH FRANNNKHSUU ):
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Girl, to tell you the truth. It's ALWAYS been you....
Deja vu.
Over and over. And over again. It just seems to be unending. Cycles of procrastination remain existent. Cycles of anger and parental rage never falter to reoccur. Even the fragile wheel that is my love life seems to keep rolling. It’s not that we intend these cycles to repeat; it feels driven by the forces of fate. Relationships end, you cry, you mope, you find someone else. Numerous hours...
Don't you just love Yahoo?
You’ve cried a river, taken out stock in Ben & Jerry’s, put away the mementos. And then just when you think you’re starting to reclaim your life, you get the text. I miss you.
Can we talk?
Now what? If this person really meant something to you, your heart probably did a little flip before reality set in. The bottom line is that you two broke up. And while you might desperately have wished...
I NEED A CHEM. TUTOR. ): HONORS CHEM. IS TOO HARD...
bertnitran:
lawls I’LL HELP.
An encore.
My beloved grandmother, thank you for all you’ve done. You were certainly a legend, especially to this grandson. You’ve inspired me to become the best. I shall miss you indefinitely, in peace may you rest.
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English assignment turned rant ...
A blog is an online journal – a place where one can express himself or herself without limits. A blog is venting exercise, an escape from reality. A blog does not question what you write. It does not judge, nor does it comment. A blog does not ignore or discriminate because of sex, religion, age, or political belief. A blog sits there and takes in what you have to say. I think what frustrates me...